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    Right as the intensity of their kiss reached a fever pitch, Christina’s panicked hearing caught the distinct sound of footsteps approaching the bathroom door from the hallway.


    Oh no… This was it.


    Christina froze in panic. Without thinking, she bit down on Dn’s lower lip—harder than she intended—and shed him a sharp warning re.


    A secondter, the rhythmic click of high heels echoed just outside, and her heart leapt into her throat.


    She tried to steady her breathing, but to her ears, the sound of their breathing seemed deafening.


    What if whoever was outside heard them? The thought sent a wave of dread through her, and she didn’t dare so much as twitch.


    When the footsteps suddenly stopped and didn’t move to another stall, her nerves snapped taut.


    They couldn’t be discovered—not here, not like this. If anyone found out, they’d be instant gossip across the entire inte.


    Both their names would be dragged through headlines for weeks. The very idea made Christina’s stomach twist with mortification.


    Regret twisted her features. If she had known things would end up like this, she would’ve shut Dn down from the start. But now, all she could do was hope they wouldn’t be caught.


    Her teeth were still mped on his lip. She didn’t even dare to release it, terrified that the smallest sound might expose them. And yet Dn—shameless as ever—decided to tease her, brushing her lips with his tongue.


    She’d never imagined Dn could be this outrageously shameless.


    Her irritation red, and she lifted her eyes to his, meeting the dark gleam of amusement in them with a re sharp enough to cut ss.


    If he so much as moved again, she’d bite down hard enough to draw blood.


    But instead of backing off, Dn’s grin only widened—he found her defiance utterly, maddeningly adorable.


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    After her warning, he finally behaved—mostly—watching her with that same smug calm.


    In his mind, the fact that she hadn’t let go meant she must’ve wanted him to stay close.


    If Christina could’ve heard his thoughts, she would’ve rolled her eyes.


    She wasn’t holding onto him out of affection—she was paralyzed with fear.


    The heels outside began clicking again, fading as if the woman was leaving.


    Christina’s shoulders rxed just slightly—but before she could even exhale, the sound came back, faster this time. Her heart pounded so violently it felt ready to burst.


    Why was sheing back? Oh God. Were they ever going to get out of this?


    A fresh wave of regret washed over her. If she could turn back time, she would never have let Dn drag her into this mess.


    Then—silence. The heels stopped directly in front of their stall.


    Christina went rigid, panic crawling up her spine. She turned to Dn, her eyes pleading for some kind of n.


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